SCAPEGOATS - a warrior cat fanfiction

SCAPEGOATS - a warrior cat fanfiction

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scape·goat /ˈskāpˌɡōt/ noun a person who is blamed for the wrongdoings, mistakes, or faults of others, especially for reasons of expediency. It's happened again. ShadowClan is to be blamed for the misfortune of the five clans around the lake. When a deadly case of Redcough with a high percentage of casualties bred itself in the heart of the pine forest before reaching out to all the clans, ShadowClan is once again to blame, even when the storm had settled and the clan in the pines have given more than everything to get rid of it. Herbs, warriors, prey - you name it, they've given it. The new leader has had enough of the disrespect, they followed the protocol, they obeyed the code, and they aided the clans when they needed it. However, they were still loathed? Enough was enough, and now ShadowClan has isolated itself from them all without discussion. However the young medicine cat - Dewhowl - sees the danger of the withdrawal. StarClan is being relentless with its visions, having them fall like cascades into the tom's dream to prompt him to end the solidarity of ShadowClan. But what can he do? With the young and newly appointed leader being stubborn with his vow, and ShadowClan appreciating the new way of life, can he really persuade them all to give up their life of comfort for a vision or two, or, will he fail to deliver the message in time before ShadowClan falls? - started: 1.21.22
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"Dead bodies were- littered everywhere." She struggled to find her voice. "A cat who's claws are stained red roams our borders, no one can stop her! Many will attempt but they won't make it out alive!"With one large and terrifying gasp for air she collapsed to the ground. "Be aware, Breezepaw. Danger will come crawling where you least expect it. Like a cricket hiding within the grass." A cat roams owlclan's borders with blood stained claws and a pelt littered with battle scars. She's on a killing spree, a ravage some may call it. She doesn't hesitate to rip out the throats of those who defy her and you shouldn't test her temper. The moment this tortoiseshell got a wiff of blood she knew she would love to see others bathed in it. So this is what victory feels like? Seeing your opponent's look of terror as they realize what you've just done to them. It's marvelous, nothing can match. It don't matter who you are, you can be her kin, her leader or her friend. It doesn't matter if you get in her way she won't hesitate to rip you of your life. A Massacre that resulted in Owlclan's downfall. Caused by one cat. "I told you I always win, _______" - Her last words.

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